A Friend Indeed

We had been in Portugal for only three weeks that year and already our
lives had changed so much since meeting Vivian. David in particular was
so much more loving and thoughtful. He never ceased to surprise me with
his new found lust, sneaking up and slowly starting to kiss my neck as
he peeled my cloths off and take me while I was cooking or reading. Or
he would simply climb into the shower with me, his huge manhood erect
and ready to impale me against the shower wall. Or even as we lay on the
patio sunning, he would rub me down with sun lotion and then unhook my
top, slip it to one side and play endlessly with my breasts until my
nipples ached from sheer pleasure. I would beg him to take me but he
went at his own pace, finally stripping of the my bottoms and would
begin to consume my wet pulsing mound. I loved the feeling of him
licking, nibbling and sucking my pussy. the sound of joy that came from
him as he moved deep inside. Grabbing him by his bathing suit I would
tug him around until I could get it off and them take him into my mouth
and suck and play with his erection. We could literally go on for an
hour before we both wanted to and had to cum. Our orgasms were so
beautiful, so powerful, so passionate. and all it seemed because of our
relationship with Vivian.

Vivian liked her solitude. It had come as a result of the times she had
been alone while her husband was on extended business trips. She had
found ways to keep herself busy and interesting. Here in Portugal and
alone, she liked to wonder off and explore the countryside, go shopping,
read or just relax at the beach or by the pool. When she wanted company,
she simply would knock on the door and enthusiastically announce that we
were going to do something and without argument, off we would go; the
two of us or the three of us. We tried to get her interested in other
men. David introduced her to a couple of very nice men. She was
enchanting with them, talking and listening to them; She was a wonderful
conversationalist and you could see that the men were taken by her but,
it never went beyond that, perhaps because she had been a widow for only
a year.

This one particular day, Vivian and I were at the poor sunning and
reading. She had been very quiet and intense so we didn't chat much. She
turned to me and said she was going back to her vila. She wanted to just
relax with one of her movies and get rid of some of the stress she was
feeling. I smiled at her coyly and asked if she needed any help. She
smiled back saying that she didn't want to impose, but I was welcome to
join her. It all seemed very cold and clinical, but I went along not
really knowing what this was all about.

When we got to her place, Vivian walked into the lounge and immediately
peeled of her bathing costume, went to the kitchen and began preparing
snacks. She asked me to get the biscuits and open some wine while she
cut some cheeses and placed them on a plate. While I did as she asked, I
felt a little strange and asked her if she always just came in and took
everything off. She said that she just felt constricted and wanted to
feel freer. "Don't you want to take your bathing suit off" she asked? "
I' m fine this way" I said and went on. It struck me that vivian didn't
have any tan lines. Her behind had a beautiful golden tan and it looked
so very sexy when I thought about it. I of course had a tan line, as I
hadn't sun bathed in the nude. We went into the lounge. vivian quickly
selected a movie from her small collection and then went off again only
to return with two large beach towels that she spread in front of the 
couch.  She tugged me down, smiled, poured the wine and started the
movie. I think it was titled " Adele" and it was a very very sexy movie
about a lady who had tired of her romances with men and wanted to
explore her own sexuality. It was very much how I felt since meeting
vivian and opening the doors together that we had.

AS the movie went on we snacked and drank wine and watched. I would
glance over at Vivian to see her reaction to the movie. She was getting
more and more involved and this helped me to relax and enjoy. I quietly
unhooked my top and slipped it off and then slipping out of my bottoms.
Vivian's hand slipped onto mine, she turned and said, "there, that's
better isn't it"? I smiled back squeezing her hand in agreement.

The scenes in the movie seemed to be a narcotic to her. As we watched,
Vivian's eyes got very heavy and her hands began moving over her body. I
could see the transformation in her as her breasts began to redden, her
nipples becoming erect and puckered. It excited me to see this response,
to see her begin to squirm as the pleasure took hold of her. I watched
as her hand slipped between her legs and she slowly touched and rubbed
it, and then she would almost unconsciously bring her hand up so she
could lick her fingers. The only thing that entered my mind was that I
wanted to give her something, to help her experience joy and release,
but before I could start anything, I felt her hand on my leg. It felt
like a million needles imperceptibly touching my whole body. I shook
with desire as it moved over my skin. Vivian turned to me and said,
"it's your birthday tomorrow isn't it? I think I shook my head but
didn't say a word. I one quick but very gentle move, she straddled me
then pressed me back against the cushions. Smiling she said " I want to
give your a special birthday present". Again I think I only acknowledged
with my eyes as she leaned to me and kissed me in a way that I have
never experienced. Her breasts gently touched mine, her hard nipples
almost scratching over my ever so sensitive skin. Now she was kissing my
neck and throat, now my chest heaving from the growing excitement I was
experiencing, now my breasts. I was powerless to her, only wanting more
and more. as her lips consumed my nipples, I could feel the rush of my
blood through me. first one then the other. I cupped them for her,
wanting her more and more. I put my hand around her head and held her to
my breasts so the feeling would go on and on. Now I wanted her in the
most erotic way and fought to get my lips to her breasts and to taste
her skin, her nipples, to feel them moving under my touch. We some how
collapsed to the floor and our legs meshed, each pressing our leg into
each others love triangle, wanting to feel the joyous pressure against
us as we kissed and teased and played and loved. Vivian broke away from
our clutches and moved down my body, inch by loving inch, branding my
skin with her warm lips, pausing here then there as she moved ever
closer to my now flooding pussy. When her lips finally touched my wet
matted hair, it was like a thousand fire works exploding at once. I
heard a cry of sheer joy, it was mine as Vivian's tongue slipped between
my swollen lips and inside me. My mind raced at the images flashing
through my head, images of us together. I felt her tongue press against
my clit and my hips leapt up to her. Her fingers, first one and then
another slipped into me deeper and deeper. I could feel the sweet
pressure against my cervix and then curl back until it touched a very
special place. massaging it gently as she sucked and teased my hard and
very sensitive clit.  At that point I was out of control. I simply let
myself go. she could now do with me as she pleased. and she knew it. Her
fingers hooked inside me, her lips suckling my clip, she began to lift
me as she continued to massage my inner walls. Like a gigantic wave
coming at me my body rose and rose until the wave washed over me in an
explosion of absolute pleasure. I began to cum. My hips rising and
falling, pounding against her touch, her lips. Wave after wave washed
me. I screamed and screamed for her not to stop. she didn't! vivian
continued to let me go gently then bring me back as I experienced orgasm
after orgasm and still I wanted more and more. and she obliged me
lovingly and wantonly. Finally I whispered "no more, Please, I can't
take any more. Vivian lay beside me capturing me in her arms and simply
holding me and kissing me while my body floated back to earth. I have
never had another orgasm  like it since, although we have tried from
time to time.
We lay back in each others arms, quietly sipping our wine, nibbling at
the cheese and biscuits while my body at least normalized. Vivian leaned
to me kissed me softly and whispered "happy birthday love", then smiling
said, "and many more"!

I smiled back at her wickedly and said I didn't think the afternoon was
over. She in turn smiled back at me and said no it wasn't by any
stretch, then she kissed me again. (and it wasn't.)

My mind began to race again. What was in store for us and for her
definitely?